01x07 - Thrill of the Hunt

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Ugh, it's primitive, it's barbaric!
There oughta be a law against it!

It's... just an auto-supply store, Ratchet.

You mean they actually sell spare parts
on the open market?

What kind of malfunction would be
crass enough to buy this stuff?

Hey guys, check out my new horn!

This place has the greatest stuff!

Fuzzy cube thingies,
miniature human female replica,

and I don't know
what this thing is.

Knock it off, kid,
we're heading home, now!

Whoa! What crawled
up your tailpipe?

The night is still young!
Unlike some bots I know.

I never thought I'd hear myself say this,
but, Bumblebee's right.

You need to
get out more, Ratchet.

Just... got a funny feeling, is all.

Old w*r wounds acting up again.
Usually means trouble.

You must've seen some pretty serious action,
back in the Great Wars.

Yes I did, and no,
I still don't wanna talk about it!

That's what I'm saying,
forget about the past.

Loosen up! Enjoy the
bright lights and big city!

OK, enjoy the big city!

Whoa! That guy is
not gonna win any safety awards!

Bumblebee, light some sirens!
We're taking that driver down!

Next time, you might wanna
look both ways before you cross.

OK, you got it!

Ratchet!

Ratchet! Field-tech Ratchet report!

What's your status?

Decepticons fire everywhere, sir!
We're pinned down!

Ratchet, have you located
the intelligence officer?

Affirmative sir! Unfortunately,
so have the Decepticons!

I need her processor in one piece.

She's carrying valuable
top secret access codes.

They must not
fall into Decepticon's hands!

Something's wrong, doc.
I can't move my leg!

Ow! For starters, you're in shock.

Stay with me now.

What's your name soldier?

Ar- Arcee, sir.

Don't call me sir,
I work for a living!

Name's Ratchet, you got that?

Ye- yes sir.

Yes, Ratchet.

Now listen up Arcee, this is
an electromagnetic pulse generator.

I'm going to temporarily overload
your consciousness center,

so I can do a field-tech's job.

No! You could delete the access codes!
They're too valuable.

Don't worry, it'd take
a much stronger blast

to do any damage
to your memory core.

You two OK?

We're fine!

You call that fine?! You froze up
like a crankcase in December!

I did not freeze up!
Must've been a glitch in my systems.

Speaking of glitches, what was up with
the dude in the muscle car?

How many self-diagnostics
are you going to run, Ratchet?

As many as it takes.

w*r wounds acting up again?
- Still don't wanna talk about it.

But you know you can, talk... to me,
about anything.

anytime, just bot to bot.

If there's ever anything you wanna
get off your chestplate.

Are you finished?
- Apparently I am.

I've been monitoring old media
for reports of power outages

and this mysterious vehicle.
Wai-wait.

We take you live
to our News copter,

following a high speed
police pursuit in progress.

As you can see from this angle,
the streetlights has been going dark

in a pattern
following the pursued vehicle.

Let's get you outta here, soldier.

Too hot above ground,
better take the old tunnels.

Eat my dust, Decepti-creep!

What are you hiding, medi-bot?

Wouldn't be an Autobot intelligence officer,
by any chance?

Tsk, tsk, tsk, that all you got?
You're gonna put me to sleep.

I'll put you to sleep, all right.

Hey doc bot.

Didn't you hear Prime? We're going after
the punk in the muscle car!

OK, OK, don't throw a rod.

Ratchet, you can monitor us from here
if you're not up to it.

I'm fine! Let's roll.

Alright, we can do this
the easy way, or the hard way!

Sorry if I scratched your vehicle, sir.

I understand something called "insurance"
will take care of that.

Ratchet! Bulkhead!
We're centimeters away!

Hey, no fair!

That car... The blackouts...
No, it's impossible!

Your magnetic powers
won't work on this cables.

Carbon fiber, non-metallic.

You Decepticon scum!

Oh, I'm not one of them.
Name's Lockdown.

I'm what you call,
a "bounty hunter".

Decepticons pay real good for info,
battle plans, access codes.

Your friend should nab me
some sweet upgrades.

Of course, you know what
I really live for?

Hunting trophies,
like my new EMP generator.

You like it?

There he is!

You've done enough damage
for one night.

Now please,
step out of the vehicle, sir.

Just one problem...
I am the vehicle!

Who are you?

You can call me Lockdown.

Though you probably can't call me anything
until you reboot yourself.

Prime! No!

My scan show no sign of Prime,
or the muscle car.

How does some human
just disappear with Prime

and mask his energy signature?

So what do we do now?

What're you asking me for?

I'm a medi-bot,
not a field commander!

Something you're not telling us
about this muscle car guy?

It's not a guy
and it's not a car.

It's a Decepticon. Sorta.
His name is Lockdown.

He's the one who captured me
in the Great Wars.

The one who gave me this.
He's a bounty hunter.

Delivers our kind to Decepticons
in exchange for upgrades.

And takes our
personal modifications as trophies.

No, no, no,
don't get up, Optimus Prime.

How do you know who I am?

It's my business to know.

There's a hefty bounty on the head of
the Autobot who destroyed Megatron.

But I didn't destroy Megatron, it was Star-
- Not my problem,

all I know is when I turn you in,

I'm looking at the
best upgrades of my career.

My Autobots will find you
before you can even get off this planet!

Bring 'em on!
I can use some spare parts.

Looking for something?

That was a low-level EMP pulse,
just to quiet you down.

Don't make it
wipe your memory core.

Gotta hand it to you,
you're good.

That axe is the first thing I've ever seen
slice through those cables.

But nice as the axe is, I'm really impressed
by those grapplers.

Guess I'll just
have to take them both.

We've been searching for mega cycles!
We're never gonna find him!

How could I not see it?
Lockdown was casing us the whole time.

Hiding in plain sight.

And we bought it, bolt, cable-
- Wait. Hiding in plain sight.

That's the answer.
This is a satellite image of all Detroit

where Lockdown and Prime disappeared.
In the same area three days ago.

Hey, where'd that warehouse go?

It was never there.

A holographic cloak.

Masking the bounty hunter's ship,
no doubt. Clever.

Not clever enough! Come on!
Let's go kick his tailfins in!

I... can't go back there.
- Are your circuits crossed?

We're talking about Prime!

No time to argue.

You have Optimus Prime?
Hand him over at once!

Zat Autobot will pay
for what he did to our leader!

Yes, speaking of payment,
I'm gonna need mine first.

Patience, my bounty-hunting friend,
you will not be disappointed

with your upgrades, provided
I am not disappointed with your results.

Ooh, I wanna see him
turn into a fire truck!

Can I? Can I?!
Huh, huh, can I?!

This bounty hunter is smart.
We must be smarter.

Proceed with extreme caution.
- No time, let's get him!

Autobots, predictable as ever.

Ow, ow! Not the
racing stripes!

You wanna play rough, huh?

Bring it on, Autobot.

That stuff can't hurt me!

Don't have to hurt you.

Hey, no fair!

Hey guys, I found him!

You can hide, but you can't run!

Prime's axe. And pretty soon,
I'll have your stingers.

Another trophy for the wall.
Huh?

Almost forgot about you.
I'm impressed.

It's been eons since the last time
anyone got the drop on me.

The next time
will be much sooner.

I like your style. I think we could
teach each other a few tricks,

if I wasn't about to, you know,
hand you over to the Decepticons.

Step away from the Autobot!

Wait, I know you.

EMP generator, right?
I'm not good with names and faces,

but I never forget a trophy.

How's the old bucket?
Still dented?

Maybe I should pound the other side
and even 'em out!

You'll never take another trophy
from an Autobot again!

No? Who's gonna stop me?

I am.

You couldn't stop an oil leak!

But don't worry. I got all I wanted
from you, long ago.

Now that was just sad.

What the- I shut you down!

Humans call it "playing possum".
Don't ask me what a "possum" is.

I guess it never occured to you
that the EMP wouldn't work

on the one bot
it was designed for.

Think...
It's a ship.

There's an airlock, not a door.

Decepticons pay real good for info...

Arcee! No!

Ratchet...

Prime!
- Ratchet?

Hold still, no time to talk.
I need to make some adjustments.

Launch sequence starting,
we gotta move!

"Playing possum", huh?
Gotta remember that one.

Is it just me, or
is that a very bad sound?

You know, I'm starting to appreciate
those magnetic powers of yours.

I might just have to clear a new spot
on the trophy case!

You like trophies?
Have your fill!

Time was, I'd use my EMP generator
to do this painlessly.

Too bad
I don't have it anymore.

EMP! Use it... please.
Please!

You must have some primo data
in that processor, intel bot?

'Cause you're gonna get
interrogated by Megatron himself.

Bring me the prisoners,
bounty hunter.

Use it on me. Full blast.
Wipe my memory core.

What?

Arcee, no!

Ratchet, the access codes in my processor
are crucial to the w*r effort.

If Megatron gets them..

You- you all right, Arcee?

Who's Arcee? Where are we?
What's going on?

Do I know you?

You want me to use that EMP
to make your pain go away?

This was a medical tool, meant to heal!
You turned it into a w*apon!

This one's for Arcee.

Hold on, Prime!
This may hurt a little!

How're you healing?

Arm's as good as new.
Thanks to you.

That wasn't what I meant.

Let's just say I have a
much better appreciation for

what you went through
back in the day and...

why you don't want
to remember it.

It's not that
I don't want to remember.

I have to remember.
For those who can't.

Still, I don't suppose it hurts
to talk about it sometimes.

With a trusted friend.
- So what do you want to know?